[ Is it just a show where one person is going to work? But Tidus can't help it, moving; trying to behave with his hands at the start, but listening, hearing Inigo get so into it so quickly, easily... Tidus moves up onto his knees, off from where he's resting, so he can come in closer to Inigo and the show before him.

But he doesn't touch, not right away. Eyes on Inigo's face but lowering down, watching his fingers pushing in. Disappointed after all that he's not the one doing it, but he knows that Inigo's getting off to more than just his fingers, when he asks for the confirmation like that. Tidus puts a hand on the side of Inigo's leg, and with a light push- ]

Open them. Wider. [ Show it all. His own face is red with warmth, mouth slightly ajar, his hand sliding after long the exposed side of thigh. ] Keep touching yourself like this. I wanna see you get yourself worked up. [ And- ] I can tell you like it.

[ So why not give some attention to this, for now? Even if it's not the whole thing.

And if Inigo does indulge, so can Tidus too, just let him watch for a while. The hand rubbing up and down along high thigh dipping closer to his cock, taking a hold of it around the base and stroking. ]